By Hayley Prokos
COJIMAR, Cuba — On an average afternoon in a fishing village just outside of Havana, Dr. Gaston Rodriguez works in a local clinic, treating his patients’ aches and pains with cupping, acupuncture and massage therapy.
Rodriguez uses arnica montana, a wildflower native to Europe, for inflammation of muscles. “It’s like an aspirin,” he says. He uses auriculotherapy, an electrical stimulation of the surface of the ear, which originated from ancient Chinese practices of acupuncture, to help reduce anxiety. In cupping, he creates suction by placing small cups on the skin. The practice may help to stimulate blood flow and promote healing.
Some Cubans look to salsa parrilla for lowering cholesterol and weight management. Others look to caisimon anise for inflammation of the pelvis and tila to quell sleep anxiety. Many use plants to control dandruff, treat hematomas and ease joint pain.
In a country that prides itself on advanced health care, one of the country’s greatest sources of medicine is the earth. The acceptance of homeopathic medicine comes partly from tradition, but a more important factor may be necessity: In the past 25 years, Cuba has simply been unable to meet the domestic demand for medicine found on dozens of shelves at a typical American pharmacy, from hydrocortisone to ibuprofen.
The story of a small one-year-old magazine encapsulates the still-tough media and business atmosphere in Cuba
By Vangmayi Parakala
HAVANA – Halfway through our nine days in Cuba, when a colleague and I find a bilingual magazine on Cuban entrepreneurship, we are intrigued at its very existence.
Itself a fledgling media start-up, Negolution’s aim to cover business-culture in the country is far removed from the state-run style and socialist ends of Cuba’s one-party system.
But the magazine we learn, is now close to two years old. Run by Marta Deus, 31, and Rigo Garcia Berriel, 26, Negolution covers a range of stories—from profiles of up-and-coming Cuban businesses to interviews with established international entrepreneurs. It also disseminates information useful to all possible stakeholders inhabiting a brand-new ecosystem within the Cuban economy: private businesses.
Deus and Berriel ensure that the magazine is printed in Spanish and English— an important marker of their ambition in a country that branded the United States as “Yankee imperialists” and constricted English education after the 1959 Cuban revolution.
“English is the language of business. We think entrepreneurs should know English,” says Deus. “We were very clear about this from the beginning.”
By Holly Honderich
HAVANA – A cab driver earns more in one day than a doctor does in a week. Monthly government ration cards provide only enough rice, coffee, eggs and milk to cover basic needs for 13 days. Education is free, but tens of thousands of teachers have abandoned the profession because of poor working conditions and negligible pay. Daily life in Cuba is stained by contradictions.
When President Raúl Castro steps down later this year, it will be the first time in six decades that Cuba will not be led by a Castro. His successor faces a country struggling not just to live up to the soaring ideals of the 1959 socialist revolution, but also to realize more earthbound goals: put milk on the shelves, provide a living wage and restore a missing sense of opportunity to the national narrative.
“We expect nothing,” said Leslie Alemán, 25, who lives with her husband Jorge in her parents’ Havana home.
For years, Luis Manuel Rodriguez made vaccines for a living. He liked his job, but he didn’t earn enough to support his family and improve his life. Attracted by the money available in the tourist industry, he quit his job as a chemical engineer and became a waiter in a popular brewpub.
Eight years later, the brewpub thrives in the beautifully restored Plaza Vieja in Old Havana, where tourists keep the convertible Cuban currency flowing in restaurants and bars.
It is only the tourism sector, Rodriguez said, that holds out the possibility of a living wage.
“Our economy is on the bottom,” he said.
By Giulia Petroni
From Havana to Matanzas: away from 1950s Cadillacs and souvenirs of Che, these are the people we met, the streets we walked.
Flowers and pois, Old Havana. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Man collecting cans, Old Havana. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Man counting money, Old Havana. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Woman on stilts, Old Havana. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Window, Old Havana.(Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Antigua Casa de Justiz y Santa Ana, Old Havana. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Man painting, Old Havana.(Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Man leaning on a boat, Old Havana.(Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Clothes hanging on a balcony, Vedado. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Checking on the elections, Hotel Nacional de Cuba. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Walking to school, Vedado. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Window, Marianao. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
House, Marianao. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Little girl walking in Marianao. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Young man looking at his phone, Marianao. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Clothes hung to dry, Marianao. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Woman standing at her house’s entrance, Marianao. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Little kids in Marianao.(Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Little kid carrying his bike, Marianao. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Horse looking for food, Marianao. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Plastic bottles, Cojímar. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Bottles to deter bugs, Cojímar. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Cat, Cojímar. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Coffee seeds, Cojímar.(Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Coffee seeds part 2, Cojímar. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Red truck, Cojímar.(Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Santero Cubano, Matanzas. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Human heart, Matanzas. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL)
Photo at top: Havana, Cuba. (Giulia Petroni/MEDILL).
By Giulia Petroni
HAVANA — A sunbeam streams through the window and crosses the living room. It is 9 a.m., and Lesbia is opening the shutters while humming the notes of Cuban guajira. They resonate in her mind as the most powerful of memories.
It was the late 1970s, and Lesbia was in her house in Matanzas. Her mom was getting ready to receive family for lunch. Eleven siblings, three children each. It was the same every Sunday: a meal, a guitar and songs until late afternoon.
“Siempre juntos,” says Lesbia. Always together.
This is how she defines family. It’s the essence of Cuba and, perhaps, an inadvertent product of the socialist experiment.
Scarcity forces entire families to live under the same roof. Houses with three bedrooms accommodate up to nine people. The sense of community – the greatest strength of the Cuban population – stems from the necessity to share.
Physical closeness ensures a continuous exchange of knowledge and wisdom. Stories are turned into life lessons that family members pass on to each other.
At the same time, as the country undergoes historical changes, generational gaps become more tangible: Young Cubans face the limits imposed by the regime and mature a stronger desire for openness.
By Ilana Marcus
HAVANA – On the top floor of a walkup in the chic Havana neighborhood of Miramar sits the office of entrepreneurship magazine Negolution. Co-founders Marta E. Deus and Rigo García Berriel are young, professional, speak perfect English and look the part of any business owner in a capitalist country.
Except that this is Cuba, where communism reigns and “capitalism” can be a dirty word.
By Caroline Tanner
HAVANA – For young people in Cuba, like 19-year-old computer science student Julien Martos Farinos, the emerging private sector presents the greatest opportunities for professional growth and wealth after six decades of Communist Party rule.
“Most young people want to go to the private sector because it represents more money,” said Martos, who studies at the University of Havana. “Most of my friends are planning to go to another country to make money and maybe they come back, maybe they don’t.”
As President Raul Castro prepares to step down this year, a central question facing his still unidentified successor is how to spur a moribund economy that fails to provide basic sustenance to the population and continues to hemorrhage young workers. More than a million Cubans have departed for the United States since 1960. The government is struggling to find ways to the most talented people at home – and that means providing economic outlets. Continue reading
By Em Steck
Cuba is known for cars, cigars, communism and…chess?
HAVANA – Though little-known to many in the world, chess is one of Cuba’s greatest prides. The game is considered to be a blend of sports, arts and science among players and is deeply embedded in Cuban history and culture. Among chess circles worldwide, Cuba is known for producing one of the greatest chess grandmasters of all time—José Raúl Capablanca, whose influence led generations of Cubans to study chess in school and become internationally-ranked chess players.
“Cubans like chess and we had a world champion—Capablanca—and any country that has a champion has to seek the steps of their champion,” says Ramòn Pastor Hernàndez Somè, a professor of chess here in Havana.
Even Fidel Castro, the country’s longtime leader, played chess and promoted it along with his nationwide literacy programs. Castro and his right-hand-man Che Guevara organized the Chess Olympiads in 1966 and the world’s largest simultaneous game of chess in 2002. Since 2002, chess lessons have aired weekly on national television. Continue reading
This is the final installment in a multi-part series on Cuba. Read the previous collection of vignettes: “Memory and invention mix in Cuba”
“No es lo que quiera, es lo que hay”
HAVANA – Donated medications can’t be given to the state, my host mother Lesbia explains to me as I pry for anecdotes about her experiences with health care for a potential story.
I am walking the fine line between acting as a journalist and a house guest, but it is paramount to get to the bottom of medical resource accessibility after months of research and listening to doctors vaguely talk about the lack of resources.
Lesbia is telling me about her son-in-law, Jorge, who had an accident about a decade ago. He was on the roof when he fell into a power line and suffered a severe electric shock.
He suffered no permanent brain damage, but one of Jorge’s legs never fully recovered. Now, he takes vitamins sent to him by doctors in the United States to ease the pain.